He closed the bible he was reading, putting it to the side. He pulled the bag nearer. He slowly unzipped it, spreading the opening wider to look insid...e. He took a deep breath then exhaled. He retrieved the bloody baton from inside the bag, putting it on his desk. His eyes fixed on the contents inside the bag.“I found them, Father Petrou; I made them pay for what they did to Julie and me.” I pulled the two photographers out of my pocket, putting them beside the baton. “It’s all over now, no. " I thought for awhile then inspiration hit me "well every day after Uni we all meet up atthe Cross Keys for a glass of wine and a game of pool, and then we go andget something to eat". She grinned and said "I see some things neverchange, do you get there about four?" I nodded and she continued "rightI'll see you there tonight - if you don't mind the company of an oldwoman, and is the Indian restaurant down the road any good, it used tobe?" You mean the Mahal? She nodded and I continued "yes. Rachel wanted me to take a picture for herbut I refused. She also wanted me to call her so she could hear mylittle kid's voice, and I also said, "No fucking way."Rachel had been a big help, though. We texted a ton this past week. Allmy guy friends had sent me shit mocking me, like "always knew u were apussy!" from Robbie. The other basketball teammates sent me a "get wellsoon" card that they all signed, but a couple of them sent me textssaying that they were all looking forward to seeing if I. We wanted to talk with you and then need to speak with Mister Jenkins. This is our first real outing other than church."She said, "Thanks for coming in."Lisa, I thought the paper said you were shot?"Lisa said, "I was. When do you go to lunch? We'll take you and tell all."She looked a little shy. "My guy was coming and we were going to eat together."Lisa said, "Bring him with you. I would like to meet him unless your time was going to be 'hot' and you don't want company." No. We've been going.